Lovely, long, lazy travel.
It’s years since I travelled by charter or even standard airlines.
Or in the words of Kipling (more or less), ‘better to travel hopefully than arrive’.
I bought a EuroRail card, travelled by train in India, and travelled on ferries in the Greek islands. All involved overnight women-only accommodation.
This century, travel has been limited to the UK and back.
Shared women’s compartments on trains and the same for cabins on Brittany Ferries. P&O doesn’t give the option for that. You have/had to buy an individual cabin.
On the train, it can be anyone’s guess as to who your pals are. Mostly they are fine.
One journey from Paris to Spain included an African (Nigerian?) woman and her daughter. We started chatting immediately. When she wanted to go to the buffet, she left young Dasha in my charge, and told her to obey her new auntie.
When we got off the train in Madrid, we met up with her family and enjoyed breakfast together.
On the same journey, the other occupant of our compartment was a French (?) woman. She met some man on the train and asked if she could bring him into our compartment to spend the night. No. Dasha’s mama and I both said an unequivocal no.
Women-only compartments are for women, and their children. Not for men.
Chatting about the cross-channel routes, I was laughing at my partner who, whenever he has gone on the ferry, has never managed the privilege of an empty shared cabin.
On the other hand, my trips on Brittany ferries, opting for a shared – and therefore cheaper — cabin, ended up with me in glorious isolation. Maybe not all women aren’t comfortable about sharing small, private space with other women. Or maybe some women can afford a private cabin just as they can a private compartment on a train.
As we chatted away, and I gloated about me getting private ferry cabins for the price of a shared one, a horrible thought hit me.
I could end up sharing a two-bed cabin, or even a four or six-bed train compartment, with a man who says he is a woman.
I really do not want to do that. While everyone is carping on about the rights of male to female trans people, women’s rights, as usual, are being trampled upon.
Can anyone tell me why I should have to share overnight accommodation with a biological man, when the accommodation is for women only?
I do not want to share women-only space with XY chromosome people (usually known as men), or men who wake up one day suddenly deciding they are female. Complete with female penis and female testicles.*
This goes beyond toilet and changing room facilities. We’re talking about spending the night together.
*For the benefit of those not
oppressed by up on the trans debate, it is important to note that a penis belonging to a man, who thinks he is a woman, can often be regarded as a female appendage.